Blind Love (Reader X Nightmare Sans)

Animal Impulses

Under the ethereal glow of the moon, casting its silver beams akin to liquid mercury upon the desolate expanse of Nightmare's realm. I stood before the imposing figure of the skeletal sovereign, whose dominion stretched over this shadowy landscape. With each cautious step, I ventured forth, the barren ground trembled beneath my feet, amplifying the eerie silence that pervaded the vast emptiness ahead. The echoes of my footfalls reverberated through the solitude, serving as a haunting reminder of the profound isolation enveloping their surroundings as if the very essence of loneliness had manifested in the bleakness of this realm.

"Nightmare," I began tentatively, my voice trembling as it broke the eerie silence of the night, each word hanging in the air like a delicate thread. I paused, the weight of my request palpable in the darkness surrounding them. "Can we talk?" My plea carried a mixture of fear and urgency, echoing the turmoil within my soul as I sought solace in the shadows of the night.

The skeleton slowly pivoted, I was acutely aware of bones creaking with each movement and fixed its gaze upon her. Within his eye sockets, a flicker of unearthly light danced, casting an eerie glow that pierced through the darkness. A tangible tension enveloped the air, thickening with each passing moment as if the very atmosphere itself held its breath in anticipation. An unsettling sense of unease settled between them, clinging to the space like a dense fog, shrouding their encounter in a veil of foreboding.

"Of course, my dear," Nightmare replied, his voice a deep rumble that reverberated through the stillness, as if echoing from the depths of the abyss itself. Shadows seemed to dance to the rhythm of his words, swirling in a sinister ballet around him. "What is it that troubles you?" His inquiry carried a weight of ancient wisdom as if he were a guardian of secrets, poised to unravel the mysteries of the night.

I hesitated for a moment, feeling the tumult of thoughts churn within me like a tempest raging in the depths of my mind. Uncertainty clung to my words, weaving a web of hesitation as I struggled to articulate the turmoil within. Yet, as my eyes met Nightmare's gaze, I found myself drawn to the comforting glow that emanated from his one remaining blue eye, a beacon of warmth and understanding amidst the darkness that enveloped us.

"It's just... everything," I admitted, my voice quivering with raw emotion, the weight of my confession hanging heavy in the air like a shroud. "This world, these shadows... I don't know how to make sense of it all." My words trailed off into a solemn silence, leaving the night to swallow them whole.

"I don't want you hurting anyone anymore," I added softly, the plea tinged with a mix of desperation and sorrow as if pleading with the very essence of Nightmare himself to heed my call for peace.

He smiled, a chilling expression that seemed to dance upon his spectral features like shadows in the moonlight. Nightmare regarded me with a blend of sympathy and curiosity, his gaze penetrating the darkness as if peering into the very essence of my being. Beneath the shroud of night, his ancient eyes mirrored the flicker of my vulnerability, drawing forth a raw honesty that seemed to resonate within the depths of his soul. Yet, as anticipation hung heavy in the air, his smile twisted into a grotesque grin, and from the core of his being erupted an evil, sickening laugh that reverberated through the night, sending shivers down my spine like a haunting melody from the abyss.

"Nightmare," I attempted to sound serious, though my voice quivered with uncertainty. "Please." His laughter intensified, echoing ominously through the stillness, until abruptly halting as if snapped by an invisible force.

"Kneel," he commanded, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. His gaze bore into me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Huh?" I stammered, my confusion palpable in the darkness.